[Oh Gil, did you have to say that particular set of words? The smile which had been on Nei's lips, perhaps just a tad playful even in the coldness of the debate, changed. She let her fingers run over the top of the bottle she was messing with and lifted it as if to pour it's contents into the glass. Instead, she turned it and moved the bottle in such a way that the contents would douse Gilgamesh if he didn't move.]